September 1977
Dear Diary,
Doc told me results came back positive for cancer in my foot. We tellin the press I hurt my foot while playing soccer. No need for attention. I hope I be fine but Doc wants to remove my foot because the cancer could be spreading. I can’t get my foot removed like Doc wants. Won’t be able to dance or perform. That’s part of me. That’s part of my music, part of the feel. How can I express how I feel without moving and letting myself free? Its all about the freedom.. No freedom with one foot. I just keep on my prayers. Jah will help, the herb will help. Herb help now with pain. I know it be best medicine. My faith is strong.
September 1980
Dear Diary,
The cancer all about my body now.. I’ve never felt this weak. I will not give up. It be my body giving up on me. I don’t wanna feel like I’m dying, I wanna feel alive. I have so much more in me, in my head, in my heart, in my soul. I can’t express this when I feel the way I do. Rita tries to help but she can’t really understand.. I refuse to show pain and weakness to the ones who look to me to be strong. If I must go, I guess I must, but I hope I never really leave this world. I hope my revolution will stay on. I want my music to live forever. I want people to know they have the right to be free and feel free. Man I wish I felt free. Free of this cancer, free of this burden. Why Jah? Why now? I never question faith but I can’t find the reason… It’s not my time yet. I know it not..
Dear Diary,
Doc told me results came back positive for cancer in my foot. We tellin the press I hurt my foot while playing soccer. No need for attention. I hope I be fine but Doc wants to remove my foot because the cancer could be spreading. I can’t get my foot removed like Doc wants. Won’t be able to dance or perform. That’s part of me. That’s part of my music, part of the feel. How can I express how I feel without moving and letting myself free? Its all about the freedom.. No freedom with one foot. I just keep on my prayers. Jah will help, the herb will help. Herb help now with pain. I know it be best medicine. My faith is strong.
September 1980
Dear Diary,
The cancer all about my body now.. I’ve never felt this weak. I will not give up. It be my body giving up on me. I don’t wanna feel like I’m dying, I wanna feel alive. I have so much more in me, in my head, in my heart, in my soul. I can’t express this when I feel the way I do. Rita tries to help but she can’t really understand.. I refuse to show pain and weakness to the ones who look to me to be strong. If I must go, I guess I must, but I hope I never really leave this world. I hope my revolution will stay on. I want my music to live forever. I want people to know they have the right to be free and feel free. Man I wish I felt free. Free of this cancer, free of this burden. Why Jah? Why now? I never question faith but I can’t find the reason… It’s not my time yet. I know it not..